[Intro]
Alright, yo, hold up, hold up
This for all the lyricists out there
I got one more thing
So alright, here we go

[Verse]
I said I'm livin' on top of the world of midgets
Poppin' up desktops like popups and widgets
Yeah, I'll be up in it, but I know the finish won't take more than a minute
In fifty years, they'll still say no one done it it like I did it
'Cause ain't no one can fathom the way that I'm gonna hit it
Part the seas to the masses, like an atom the way I split it
I'm the realest the way I spit it
Six deep with a ten deep, fit this right out to the fuckin' finish
Spit a freestyle and kill your writtens
Yeah, they say that new hip-hop a problem and ain't nobody gonna solve it
When they hear my shit, the game, it ain't no question that I got 'em
Risin' to the top 'cause I'm done with chillin' on the bottom
Progressin' to the death of 'em, son, the team is never fallin'

[Outro]
Abstract-Abstract